یکشنبه، آذر ۰۸، ۱۳۸۸

یه گینتر زدن تخمی هم بلد نشدیم یا حتا یه ساز مسخره دیگه که تینجور وقتا که "کیش و مات" مون میکنی واسه دل خودمون یا رنده اعصاب ملت یه چیزی بزنیم....
هی شنسته ام به این Hallelujah کوهن گوش میکنم و ماتم میگیرم:
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

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